_The time was 8PM, it was getting dark, and very cold, abnormally so for an Autumn evening, but the rally went on. This rally happened to be taking place in a large parking lot a few hundred meters from a mall. And as darkness grew, so did the crowd in the parking lot. Faces among that crowd were all carnivore, nearly each and every one cheering for the politically charged speech. As time approached 10PM, the speaker finally stepped down. The speaker in question, was a middle aged, and quite well dressed panther named James Hogue. As he walked to his car, a few followed him, some reporters, and some civilians, along with a few that were clearly angry with the ideologies he represented.
One among them however, struck Hogue as odd, a small and clearly teenaged mustelid - he could tell by the tail and general build - in a dark red hoodie, grey basketball shorts, and what looked like extremely thin-framed glasses. Although James could not tell, as the mustelid had most of their face covered by their hood.
Hogue stood next to his car, staring at the mustelid as they approached, James could now make out that the mustelid was a ferret, brown fur around the eyes and white surrounding the brown.
Wind was beginning to pick up, James opened his car and got in, quickly driving off, not even bothering to put his seat belt on until he was out of sight from that ferret. James encountered very little traffic on his way home, which seemed extremely odd to him. James was beginning to get superstitious. Something about that ferret seemed like a bad omen. Wind was picking up, a storm was approaching, James could hear the thunder in the distance.
God, I think I'm just going to order food tonight. Hogue thought as he pulled into his driveway, the house of which it belonged to was small, much smaller than the salary his suit would suggest he had. The neighborhood was of the same magnitude. Street lamps were either off or extremely dim, the cars in other driveways were beat up and old, a sense of uneasiness hung over the entire block.
_Well, um, that's the first page or two of Wolfie's story, they'll appear soon, I promise. Also, yeah if you know who I'm referencing with that name I gave James, you'll be able to guess his whole deal. I think I'm going to reference a lot of interesting but terrible people for all the uh, politicians characters.
_Any feedback and/or criticism is very very much appreciated, keep in mind I will almost certainly be changing some of this for the better when I have time.